#boarding school au???

[unlikelytrashcreation]

I dreamed a zim au this night inwitch dib grew up and became a sadistic school principal and for whatever reason zim had like Mrs bitters energy and was a history teacher who was just like at the end of his rope and was constantly being tortured by the popular students of the skool. He was like miserable that no one would read his book on ww2 . And he was madly in love with principal dib who was like realy shitty and evil and only indulged sad wet history teacher zim by doing like phsudo noncon stuff(zim wanted it but he sure as hell didn’t ask for permission). And bouth of them punished there students far to agresivly. And zim has something against Christmas??

[cubbihue]

I remember a time where Timmy asked for an older brother named Tommy, now he is the older brother he wished he had. Has Timmy ever protected Peri from a bully?

Timmy HAS!! Sometimes older fairies thinks they can mess around with Peri because he's younger than them. But they quickly learn to regret it for many reasons.

Between Peri's magical outbreaks when he's upset, and Timmy's feral drive to fight without magic, the Fairywinkle-Cosmas haven't had to deal with bullies except on social media.

But even then, you're never safe.

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[kafus]

liko and dot in their cherry academy uniforms 🍒

[trix1erose]

an old piece i couldn’t be asked to polish off- boarding school au anybody?

[eternalera]

hear me out, boarding school swagdoons and clownzy au where like okay- premise time

ash and branzy have known each other for a while and are friends and stuff and sooner or later they get involved in something that would get them expelled from the school but in order to stop that from happening (cause like permanent record and stuff) their parents send them to a boarding school as a sort of punishment and also because like... theyre chaotic and they dont want them-

then you have red and clown who are sorta frenemies like they hang out and stuff but they always have some sort of beef with each other and theyve been at the boarding school for like a while. red because his family is rich and... well they dont wanna deal with him (also because he's gay and theyre homophobic idk whether or not to add this though...) and clown is there because well his family runs some... shady business and things have been kinda tense for a while so in order to keep him safe they sent him off and red and clowns family kinda know each other (shady business)

like HEAR ME OUT. i really want to write this SO fucking badly like its actually insane. it doesnt even make that much sense but like, fuck it yknow?

[cuepickle]

Boarding school AU, wherein Billy gets shipped off to Hawkin’s Academy for boys, and meets the most annoying, privileged trust fund baby known to man called Steve Harrington (who he totally doesn’t fall hopelessly in love with)

They’re cleaning blackboards in detention for arguing in class

[stargrltara]

: ̗̀➛ “everyone from home says that your so cool,

come on everybody to the boarding school„

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boarding school au inspired by ‘boarding school’ - lizzy grant

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[smol-n-smol]

Odd One Out: Chapter 1

A/N: Finally banged out the first chapter for this story based on this idea I came up with a little while ago. I hope y'all enjoy! I'll make a proper blurb at some point

Also I'm gonna be so fr, I've never done a tag list for a story before, so I'm just pulling this based on people from comments/tags who sounded like they wanted an update? If you want to be added or removed, just let me know :)

Tag List: @axolotlsdreams @seasonschange32 @tthevoic3s @kgonbeiden @coffehbeans

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With its multilevel Roman-inspired buildings and wide cobblestone paths, the Kingston Academy campus is practically a work of art in and of itself. The early morning air carries the scent of prestige and erudition along a crisp autumn breeze.

Eriel stands before the glimmering gates of the academy, building up the nerve to walk through. He’s intimidated by the size of it all, though probably not for the same reason as most new students. It’s less that he’s afraid of getting lost in such a large place, and more that he’s scared of accidentally crushing something beneath his feet.

As the first giant to attend Kingston, it’s obvious that the school was never designed with his kind in mind. Most of the three story buildings don’t even reach the height of his shoulders. Even the monumental clocktower in the center of the courtyard just barely passes his 46 ft frame. 

If Eriel really wanted to, he could probably  jump right over the entrance gate in front of him. Not that he would ever do such a thing of course!! The thought alone of accidentally damaging something (or worse, someone!) is enough to send a wave of goosebumps down his spine.

Thankfully or unfortunately — Eriel is still trying to decide whether his enrollment here is a good or bad thing — the gilded gates part, at last inviting him onto the campus. There aren’t many students out yet, which makes sense. It’s barely past 7 AM on a Monday. Given the choice, Eriel wouldn’t be up this early either. Even so, the giant’s eyes stay focused on the ground as he navigates to the gymnasium on the other side of campus.

Usually students receive their orientation packets inside the administration building, but given his impressive size, there are only a handful of buildings that Eriel can fit into at all. The gym doubles as an auditorium and a venue for special events. The high ceilings were probably originally meant for improved ventilation and added elegance, but now the only benefit Eriel cares about is that he can at least sit inside without feeling overly claustrophobic.

He enters the building through a modified loading dock door. While he still has to crouch to fit through, it’s much better than having to crawl on his hands and knees like the first time he visited the building for interviews and psychological evaluations. Now that was a humiliating experience. He had been poked and prodded, and asked the most demeaning questions. Eriel shoves those memories back into a mental box. He needs to stay focused on the present moment.

Once he reaches the main area of the gymnasium, Eriel is finally able to sit down properly. The sunlight from the windows warms his skin. While he may not feel hot and cold the way that humans do, it's  a comforting sensation nevertheless. If he closes his eyes, he can almost pretend that he’s back in the forest with his family.

He misses them, despite it only being the first day. If the integration program goes well over the next year, maybe his little sister will be able to join as well. She’d probably learn much more easily in a school than from the limited knowledge that Eriel is able to share with her every so often. It was difficult enough to teach himself most of what he knows — his knowledge a hodgepodge of information from the occasional abandoned books that sometimes wound up in the forest.

He doubts that Lora will keep up with his studies while he’s away, but a big brother is allowed to hope, right?

Just the thought of the young girl falling asleep while poring over a human textbook is enough to make Eriel chuckle aloud.

“I’m glad to see you in bright spirits today,” a voice says, bringing Eriel back to the present moment. 

Mr. Leeway, the head administrator and school guidance counselor, now stands on a walkway that wraps around the walls of the room. Eriel meets his gaze nervously, though less eye-to-eye and more eye-to-full-body. Thankfully with a giant’s enhanced vision, Eriel has no trouble with making out the details of the man before him.

“Good morning, sir,” Eriel greets in response, his back straightening as he now sits in a human’s presence. “Thank you again for allowing me to attend school here.”

The counselor  waves a hand, brushing aside Eriel’s politeness. “No need to be so formal now,” Mr. Leeway responds kindly. “You’ve more than earned your spot here after all.”

Immediately, the giant’s shoulders drop. In retrospect, those were the words he’s been hoping to hear. The ones he needed most for today.

He’s grateful that Mr. Leeway is so accepting of him. Hopefully the rest of the staff are as well. Eriel has yet to meet any of the professors at the academy. While it’s unrealistic to expect everyone to be this friendly, hopefully no one is too afraid or mean. 

As Mr. Leeway patiently talks him through the school handbook, the dorm system, and the giant accommodations scattered across the campus, Eriel can’t help but feel like maybe things will be okay.

“Any other questions?” the counselor asks, pausing long enough for Eriel to shake his head before continuing. “Perfect. Well in that case, I���ll let you get a head start towards your first class. Best of luck, kid.”

Eriel sits still until the human leaves before at last rising stiffly to exit the building.

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The campus is much livelier now than it was less than an hour ago. Students walk in small groups to different destinations — some dressed in uniform and heading to classes, while other folks are still in pajamas, clearly in search of their first meal.

Eriel is one of the less fortunate folks, his first class starting at 9 AM. He’s always been a bit of an early riser, as most giants tend to be, but part of him wishes that he opted for a schedule with a later start time. He’d appreciate a bit more time before having to face his new peers.

Mr. Leeway assured him that all the students received a special training and information session on interacting with giants. In theory, everyone should be prepared for this transition. And yet, as Eriel rises to a standing position, stretching slightly to relieve his back of some of its stiffness,  it’s as if the whole world holds its breath.

Everyone stops whatever they’re doing once Eriel reaches his full height. The slight crack of his joints resounds throughout the quiet air, unintentionally drawing even more attention to the giant. 

The poor students closest to him quickly back away, and one especially frightened soul even faints. Eriel winces at that. The reception makes sense, and honestly, it could be a lot worse.

Slowly, the giant takes a step, just a small one in the direction of his class. Immediately, a group of nearby students begins to run away, despite the ample space Eriel makes sure to leave between himself and any humans. The giant sighs but continues on his way. What else can he do?

It takes only a couple of minutes for Eriel to cross the campus to his destination. The English building stands before him, just barely reaching his chest. There’s no chance that Eriel is going to be able to squeeze into the building itself, much less one of the classrooms inside. For pretty much all of his classes, he’ll have to sit outside and listen in through the windows. 

Eriel follows the instructions in his handbook packet to find the window for his first class. A large awning has been set up along that side of the building — big enough for Eriel to be able to sit beneath for protection from the weather. He’s used to sitting outside for prolonged periods of time, but he appreciates the cover anyways. It will certainly help to keep his notes neat at least.

With the few minutes he has before class begins, Eriel puts down his backpack and digs out his notebook and pencil. The set was a gift from his mom — the pages were re-usable and the pencil was designed to provide more or less endless writing. Once he settles down in his dorm, he’ll be able to type everything up on the computer that the school provided him with, but this combination is much more efficient for carrying between classes.

Intro to English Literature, Eriel writes on the first page, taking his time in making the headline look pretty. It gives him an excuse to keep his head down and avoid the watchful gaze of the other students around him.

It’s only when the bell rings that he at last looks up, positioning his face so he can clearly see the blackboard through the window.

“Good morning, class,” the professor says as she enters the room. Her brown hair is done up in a bun and a pair of quirky glasses accentuate her wide grin. Her smile falters as her eyes meet Eriel’s, but props to her for managing to keep up the expression at all. The same can’t be said for the other ten or so students sitting in the classroom, who look back at him with expressions ranging from fear to disgust to cold interest.

“I’m Professor Dockerty,” the teacher continues, her introduction regaining the attention of most of the students. One boy is a bit slower to turn away, his blue gaze unabashedly staring right at Eriel. And then, the boy — Ashton, based on his response as Professor Dockerty takes attendance — smiles at him.

Okay, it’s more of a smirk, but even that’s better than the other looks.

“Did I miss anyone?” the professor asks.

Eriel gulps but shyly raises a hand, limbs tense and heart pounding as he draws additional attention to himself. A few of the students flinch as his fingers come into view of the window, and upon seeing that reaction, Eriel immediately puts his hand back down. Hot shame rises in his chest and his cheeks burn as he realizes the fear that a simple one of his actions could cause.

“I don’t think I heard my name, ma’am,” the giant all but whispers, desperately wishing for this moment to be over already.

Professor Dockerty laughs nervously, glancing down at her papers again. “Oh my, I must have missed it. Eriel, correct? Our giant student? Great! Well, if that's everyone then let’s start by going over the syllabus.”

Eriel doesn’t get a chance to say anything throughout her ramble, but the professor is already handing out paper packets to the students.. There are just enough for everyone in the room. Eriel doesn’t even bother asking if there are any extras for him.

[miusato]

It doesn't look like it here but they actually get along pretty well :]

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

Imagine an AU where Talia runs a boarding school for struggling children—orphans, delinquents, kids who have been through trauma and haven’t recovered, supernatural or human. It’s called Hale House, but the teens who are sent there often call it Hell House.

The Sheriff enrols Stiles, knowing that he has struggled with his mother’s death and his father’s alcoholism, but Stiles thinks his father is sending him away because he’s trouble.

But when he gets there, he meets a guy who’s reclusive and broody. There are whispers about him: the dean’s son, the murderer. Derek Hale.

Stiles doesn’t believe it for a second; if Derek had murdered someone, the Sheriff would have been involved and Stiles would have found out about it one way or another. But there’s something about Derek that draws Stiles to him.

[foolishlovers]

Wild Hearts by foolishlovers (E, 145k, complete)

In the idyllic English countryside, far from the hustle and bustle of the big city, two teachers at Willowbrook Hall set out to transform their students’ lives through the world of theatre. But for Mr. Crowley, the challenge of navigating his long hidden feelings and dear friendship with Mr. Fell may prove to be the greatest drama of all.

[cubbihue]

Could we maybe get some big daddy content, maybe him trying teach Peri and Timmy the “family business”

Big Daddy liked spending time with his grandsons a lot when they were younger! Peri was very fascinated with all the stories his grandpa shared. Though for a good chunk of them, Timmy had to cover his ears for.

As they grew older, Big Daddy was very interested in teaching his grandsons how to run the "family business". Wanda had to put a stop to it when she found Peri was learning how to use a weaponized wand. Big Daddy has good intentions and a big heart! He's just a bit misguided on how to express it to his grandsons haha.

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[sandontshengshou]

Lan Zhan quietly seething because Jiang Cheng’s dish was the unofficial winner at the class potluck

Silver Lining: Jiang Cheng’s smug expression is kind of hot

[the-wizard-dipper]

Masters' Academy AU: PE Uniforms

Art by @okkennymay

[mothmanavenue]

but we’re the greatest they’ll hang us in the louvre

[zimt-deathnote]

I'm really curious, what was Mello and Matt's first meeting like? We saw how Mello and Near first met and how it didn't go very well, did Mello and Matt have a better first meeting?

Um, I guess it's up to you to decide if that's a better first meeting :'D

Mello brought a whole fistful of hostility with him when he came to Wammy's, as he was expecting the same kind of bullying he knew from home. He had to share a bedroom and a bunkbed with Jakov (his older brother) at home and there's no way in hell he will get the bottom bed again. But Matt doesn't fight back, he's way too tired for that shit.

--- Near and Mellos first meeting Better look at Room 212 (M&Ms room at Wammy's)

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